ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #2 - Sex Stories

ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #2

... saw people standing around, most completely d***k. Her brain went to autopilot as she grabbed her phone from her pocket and dialled Nate, as if hearing his voice was going to make her feel more at ease. The other side rang and rang, and just as Tori prepared for a voicemail, Hunter returned, forcing her to hide the phone behind her back. "You still doing ok?" he asked, handing her a cup. "Yeah… sorry, Hunter. I guess this wasn't the best thing for me to do. The party, music, and the alcohol… Might be too much for me." "Where's that party girl that's supposed to be inside you?" "My dad raised a good, boring girl, I suppose," she shot back. "Well, I will have to thank Detective… oh wow… I don't even know your last name. This feels weird." "It's Vega… I only know yours is Alexander since it’s on the door to your room." "Vega… No shit?" Hunter seemed legitimately surprised at this information. "I know your dad actually… busted me on a d***k and disorderly charge back in the spring. He's why I have to live on campus now…" "Oh wow… I'm sorry… this really is awkward… I made a bad call coming here," Tori said, putting her phone in her pocket inconspicuously and quickly attempting to brush past Hunter, but he stopped her, causing her to drop the phone off the railing and into a bush below. "Whoa… slow down, Tori. I know you didn't have anything to do with that, but maybe it was for the best. I mean, if I hadn't lived in that dorm room, I'd never have met you and your fine self." ...

... Hunter leaned in to signal his kiss, and Tori found herself, as if magnetized, pushing her lips to his. He tasted like beer, but she didn't mind, as she felt his arms hold her lower back, pushing her in for a deeper and tighter kiss. Feeling his weight press down, on her, Tori tried to find her balance, but thanks to her loss of balance thanks to the liquid courage, she nearly fell down. "I think we better get you sitting down, or laying down, maybe," he said, helping get the thin girl centred. "Come on… got a room back here." Tori couldn't f***e the words to say that she wanted to head back to her room, and so she silently followed him down the hall to an empty and dark room. The side wall of the room was obstructed a little bit, but the shiny finish told Tori that they probably had a lot of posters on the wall. Hunter led her to the bed and sat her on it, before sitting pretty close beside her. "How's this?" "Better," she said, feeling extremely paranoid at the same time she felt really taken care of. Every fibre of her being was screaming for her to get out of that house, but she ignored the warnings and found her lips again tightly locked onto his. His strong hands pulled her down by her shoulders from sitting to laying, his hands pawing at her body quite a bit more aggressively. "Hunter… I don't know about-" "Shhh…" he said, kissing her neck a bit. “Just relax. I promise you'll enjoy this." She started to disagree, but then she felt him grip her thigh tightly, his fingers ...